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“That’s fine with me. For now.”

“And it’s just sex, Jameson. We can be friends who have sex. Until we get this out of our systems. As soon as one of us wants to stop, we go back to being friends. No bullshit. That’s the deal.”

He frowns at me and then nods. “Fine. For now.”

I don’t like the way he says for now. Because this can’t ever be anything else. We’re friends. We’ll always be friends. And now we’re going to have sex until we get over whatever this is. Then we’re going to have to figure out how to go back to being friends.

“And for my sanity, no more apple pie jokes to anyone other than me.”

He grins. “You like when I talk about your apple pie pussy, don’t you?”

That smugness deserves an epic eye roll. “No.”

“Lemon,” he growls at me.

“Fine, yes. I like it. But only when it’s just to me. No exceptions.”

“Done.”

“You were saying something about make-up sex…”

“I was. But you were busy working, weren’t you?”

“I think I could probably take a little break.”

“You haven’t let me near you in weeks. A little break isn’t going to cover it, Lemon. Try all fucking night.”

chapter twenty

jameson

Finally, my girl is going to give me another chance. And I’m not going to screw it up this time. Not ever again.

I screwed it up when I walked out on her after she gave me the best blowjob of my life. And I screwed it up again today.

That ends now.

Fuck, I want this woman. Every look. Every touch. Every time she opens her mouth to laugh at me or sass me, I want her like I’ve never wanted any other woman in my entire life.

“You want me to fuck you, Lemon?” I’m afraid of her answer, but I need to ask the question.

“Yes, fuck me, Jameson.”

Taking her face in my hands, I tilt her head up to mine. And I kiss her for the first time in too long. It’s not soft, and it’s not nice. It’s desperate and greedy, just like me. I’ve needed to feel her, taste her, every minute of every day since the first time. All that need has wind rushing through my ears as I slide my mouth over hers. When I push my tongue into her mouth, she licks and bites at it. I could kiss her all night, but when I feel her hips rocking against me, I know she needs more.

“You know what I’ve never stopped thinking about, babe?”

“What?”

“Your tongue licking salt off of my abs when you did a body shot off of me at the Goldrush.”

She’s staring up at me from under hooded eyes. “Want me to do it again?”

“No. I have a better idea.”

Walking her back towards the counter, I slide her dress up her thighs until I can catch her panties and take them off.

Only she’s not fucking wearing any panties.

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